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Piano Man 
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It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd in
There's an old man to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin
He says, "Son, can you me a memory
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes."
la la la, di da da
La la, di di da da dum
Sing us a song, you're the man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the for a melody
And you've got us all feelin' all right
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke and he'll light up your smoke
But there's some place that he'd rather be
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me."
As his ran from his face
"Well I'm sure that I could be a star
If I could get out of this place"
Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum
Now is a real estate novelist
Who never had for a wife
And he's talkin' with Davy, who's still in the Navy
And probably will be for life
And the waitress is politics
As the businessman slowly gets stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's than drinkin' alone
sing us a you're the piano man
us a song
we're all in the mood for a melody
and you got us all feeling alright
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've comin' to see
To about their life for a while
And the piano, it sounds like a carnivore
And the microphone like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"
Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum
us a song you're the piano man
us a song tonight
well we're all in the mood for a melody
and you got us all alright
The regular crowd in
There's an old man to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin
He says, "Son, can you me a memory
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes."
la la la, di da da
La la, di di da da dum
Sing us a song, you're the man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the for a melody
And you've got us all feelin' all right
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke and he'll light up your smoke
But there's some place that he'd rather be
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me."
As his ran from his face
"Well I'm sure that I could be a star
If I could get out of this place"
Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum
Now is a real estate novelist
Who never had for a wife
And he's talkin' with Davy, who's still in the Navy
And probably will be for life
And the waitress is politics
As the businessman slowly gets stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's than drinkin' alone
sing us a you're the piano man
us a song
we're all in the mood for a melody
and you got us all feeling alright
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've comin' to see
To about their life for a while
And the piano, it sounds like a carnivore
And the microphone like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"
Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum
us a song you're the piano man
us a song tonight
well we're all in the mood for a melody
and you got us all alright
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